Chapter 788 Entering His Room

After Yu Qie said this, Xia Ling quickly came back to her senses. She took a pair of clean black cotton slippers and walked over.

She squatted down beside his legs and put the cotton slippers at his feet.

Xuanying lowered his eyes and looked at the small ball beside his legs. He felt like he was dreaming. The person he had been thinking about appeared in his dream last night. Now he saw her alive.

Xia Ling did not get up. She waited for a few seconds. Seeing that he did not move, she shook her feathers like a small fan, hesitated and stretched out her small hand to help him take off his shoes.

Xuanying's tall body lowered, half-kneeling, and he stretched out his broad hand to hold her small hand.

Her hand was very small and soft, as soft as boneless.

Suddenly being held by him, Xia Ling quickly turned her eyes to look at him. Her charming eyes were dark, surprised, and confused, and she looked particularly pure and moving.

She didn't know how he held her hand.

Xuanying looked at her, his heart throbbing. He used five fingers to hold her hand, "Your shoes are dirty, I can do it myself."

He had just come back, sweating all over, and his boots were covered with dust.

He could change his shoes by himself.

No need for her to serve.

The two faces were close together, and half of his handsome face was close at hand. For some reason, Xia Ling felt pain in her heart again.

Suddenly she found that he was still holding her hand, and he had pinched it vaguely just now.

Xia Ling quickly withdrew her hand and stood up. She turned around and ran behind Yu Qie, lowering her head.

Xuanying also stood up, changed his shoes by himself, and walked into the living room.

His pair of bright glass eyes fell on the black little head, staring at it closely.

Yuqi looked at her son and felt the subtle change in the atmosphere. "Xiao Ling, this red bean double skin milk is really delicious. Give him one too."

"Ah." Xia Ling was embarrassed. "Madam, I just made one."

Auntie Su put down her briefcase and walked over. "It's okay. The young master doesn't like sweets. Let's prepare for dinner."

"Okay."

Xia Ling walked into the kitchen quickly to get the dishes.

Xuan Ying pushed Yuqi's wheelchair from behind and lowered her voice. "Mom, is this your idea?"

Yuqi snorted. "What idea? I didn't do anything. Thinking about the mistakes you made before, I don't have the face to help you."

Yuqi added, "I warn you, don't think about her. I'm bored, so I let this lovely girl accompany me. If you dare to do it again, I'll break your legs!"

Xuan Ying was very filial. Being scolded by his mother like this, he was very happy to curl his thin lips. "Mom, you are really my real mother!"

Yuqi glared at her son.

Xuanying looked at the red bean double skin milk in Yuqi's hand, "Mom, is it delicious?"

"Would you like to try it?" Yuqi took a new spoon and fed Xuanying a mouthful.

Xuanying ate it, and his handsome eyelids softened, "Delicious."

Aunt Su looked at this scene and felt really weird. The mother and son didn't like sweets, so why did they share a bowl of red bean double skin milk today?

No, she had to find an opportunity to learn from Xiaoling how to make this double skin milk.

...

The dinner ended happily. Tonight, Xuanying ate two bowls of rice, and even Yuqi, who always had a bad appetite, ate a bowl of rice.

Xia Ling is a good cook. Because she takes care of Moumou, she can also make desserts in different ways.

When the desserts are made, she will have a layer of sweet fragrance of grandma, which is something that those women who spray perfume or even have natural girlish body fragrance can't compare to.

Aunt Su was cleaning up the dishes, "Xiao Ling, I'll do it."

Yu Qie took Xia Ling's hand, "Let Aunt Su wash it, you help me take this ointment upstairs."

Xia Ling nodded, "Okay, Madam."

...

Upstairs, the master bedroom.

Xia Ling raised her hand to knock on the door, but the door of the room was not closed and opened automatically.

Xia Ling pushed the door open and walked in.

She took a look at this luxurious room designed by Ou Shi, with blue and black cold colors, simple and elegant.

Why did she feel that this room was a little familiar?

She looked at the oversized bed in the room, and there were two pillows on the bed.

Does he have a wife?

But Madam and Aunt Su said that he is not married yet.

Why are there two pillows on his bed?

Xia Ling walked over and looked at the soft pink lace pillow inside. This is a woman's pillow.

She felt pain in her heart again.

She stretched out her little hand to press the position of her heart, and she subconsciously curled her slender white fingers to scratch it.

At this time, with a "click", the door of the bathroom suddenly opened.

Xia Ling quickly glanced to the side, the door of the bathroom opened, a refreshing and clean cool air came out, and Xuan Ying walked out.

Xuan Ying had just finished taking a shower, wearing black trousers and an expensive black belt around his waist.

Xuan Ying was tall and had long legs, the golden ratio among men, and his figure was like a super male model on the catwalk.

If Lu Yeming's figure was elegant and noble, making women blush, then Xuan Ying's figure was so sexy that women screamed.

"Madam asked me to give you the ointment. The ointment is placed there. I'll go out first." Xia Ling turned and left.

Xuan Ying glanced at the ointment on the bedside cabinet, then quickly stepped forward and stretched out his big hand to hold her slender wrist.

Xia Ling was forced to stop, and she shook off his hand, "What are you doing? Let go!"

Hiss.

Xuan Ying groaned in pain.

Xia Ling paused, "What's wrong with you?"

Xuan Ying stretched out his hand to cover his heart, his handsome face full of pain, "I'm injured here, you just pulled my wound again, it hurts."

He emphasized the word "hurts".

"..."

Just now she just shook off his hand, how could she pull his wound?

Xuan Ying looked at her and groaned in pain again, he seemed to be trying his best to endure the pain, "Come here, help me apply the ointment."